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Hey, pal, so finding a prostitute—wild, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. Picture this: dark streets, flickering lights, kinda like *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that moody Béla Tarr joint. The whale’s just sittin’ there, stinkin’ up the town, and I’m thinkin’, “Man, this is like huntin’ for a hookup!” You don’t just stroll up and bam, there’s your gal. Nah, it’s sneaky, shadowy—like that eerie harmonium music drivin’ me nuts.

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FOLLOWING their defeat in World War II, Japan's state authorities initiated the building of recreational facilities with brothels, bars.

So, I roll outta bed, grab my coffee, and head out. Kure’s streets are buzzing. I mean, you got the main drag, Kure-shi, packed with people. I’m like, “What’s up, folks?” But they’re all in their own world. I swear, I saw a guy on a bike almost crash into a vending machine. Classic Kure moment, right?

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